On Sunday, Travis and I participated in the 'Walk to Remember' in honor of our little girl and all other unborn children. Neither one of us knew what to expect from the memorial or how we would feel. When it started, we each had to stand up and say why we were there. It was good to hear everyone else's stories and struggles and see that they too still struggle no matter how long ago it happened. After everyone told their story, we had a poem read to us and then it was time to take our walk around the lake. When we finished our walk, we were given a pink balloon to represent our little girl and were told to write a little message to our baby. We wrote our message and when everyone was ready we released them into the air. Travis and I sat there, for which felt like an eternity, watching our little pink balloon float high up into the sky until we could no longer see it. I started to cry watching it get higher and higher into the sky and I think at that moment it both hit us the symbolism of why we were sending that pink balloon up.
After we could no longer see the balloon, we headed back to truck, hand in hand, and more at peace than we have ever been since we started this journey. We both agreed that this was something that we needed to do to not only remember our little girl that we only had for a few short weeks but to give us the peace and closure to continue to move on and try again.
I'm going to leave you with a poem that was shared with us at the memorial...
Little Footprints
How very softly you tiptoed into my world.
Almost silently, only a moment you stayed.
But what an imprint your footsteps
have left upon my heart.
We love you Peanut and you will always be in our hearts!
Love Y'all!
Mary
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